Let there be light..
I returned to yoga this evening, under the instruction of a guy I know of old. He's a former boxer who trained in the gym where I worked.
Boxing is a hard, fiercely competitive activity and some might wonder how that kind of person would translate as a zen master. The answer is - with grace, intention and ease.
I'd had a busy day, was running late and made the start of the class by the skin of my teeth. Hearing his voice and breathing deeply, quickly I began to feel balanced and grounded.
He is a wonderful teacher, a pleasure to be around and I'm reminded the practice of yoga has been missing from my life for too long.
I was drawn to the beautiful cranes, a remnant from days of shipbuilding and the fading light streaming through the evening sky as I drove home.
All at once, I see the light.
Todayoutof0? An illuminating 9.2 ❤️